Flying usually lifts my mood no matter how upset I am, but today it wasn't doing me any good. Corro and I were flying to the tomb bloom meadow to see our parents, so there wasn't much conversation.
"You ready?" I asked Corro as we landed on the sopping grass, in a clearing not far from the meadow.
"I guess, you?"
"Yeah, let's go in." We found the path and followed it to the meadow. It was more beautiful than I had remembered. There were tons of flowers all bright and happy colors which irritated me a lot. All the flowers and colors couldn't hide the sadness that was here. There were two other people sitting at tomb blooms.
That's when I saw it...my parents. My mom's best friend, Nyx, who we call our Aunt, was there with a bouquet of white tulips, my mom's favorite. "Hi, how are you girls?" Corro and I shrugged in response. Nyx sighed, and we sat down.
I pulled the elixir out of my pocket and poured its contents out. But instead of falling to the ground, like a normal liquid, it formed a bubble in the air. Suddenly, the bubble exploded, and little shards of glass fell all over the grass and flowers. The tomb blooms and grass shimmered with a new excellence.
I fell to my knees and closed my eyes, refusing to let the tears fall. I hugged my chest, trying to keep myself together. I stayed like that for who knows how long.
When I finally came to my senses and shook myself out of my stupor, something felt off. Then I realized what.
Corro was missing.
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"Corro! Corro, where are you?"
I was stuck in the forest, and Coro was nowhere to be found. The Leaders were hiding something, I could tell.
I didn't trust them. But what could I do? I tugged on my bracelet, the gift from The Leaders when I was born.
Was I ready for this?
What if I-
My thoughts were interrupted by the crack of a snapped twig. I braced myself, ready for a fight as something came barreling towards me.
Then the heavy footfalls stopped and I heard panting off to my left. I parted the heavy rainforest leaves, and stepped forward. To my surprise, a wingless mortal was staring back at me. He looked around him and bolted, clearly afraid of me. For a second, I couldn't move. There hadn't been a mortal spotted in the Dark Forest for decades, maybe even centuries.
I decided to follow it. I easily caught up with it because of the mortal's inferior speed. It ran in circles clearly not knowing where it was going so I decided to attack. I waited for the perfect time to strike then pounced out of the bushes and tackled it. I stood, and glowered over it.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I demanded, while it laid on the ground, as if it had never been tackled before.
"I will only ask you one more time! Who are you?"
And, because it was a pathetic mortal, it did what mortals do best. It screamed.
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FantasyThora is a Dark Fae. She lives in the Hidden Forest, far away from mankind. Her tribe has lived there for thousands of years, before even the people roamed Earth. But one day, her little sister went missing. The Hidden Forest was breached, and sinc...